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The Poetic Hunt
I do not know what it was.
Some primal urge to hunt for the words.
Soon enough I will catch them,
and fillet them for their metaphors and rhymes.
The urge to divorce myself from normality,
and give in to surreality is overwhelming.
Some primal urge to hunt for the words.
Soon enough I will catch them,
and fillet them for their metaphors and rhymes.
The urge to divorce myself from normality,
and give in to surreality is overwhelming.
Published 17th Aug 2020
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